Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3217 Andrew likewise raised his hand and threw a punch, and their fists collided directly in mid-air. Both of them were suppressing their energy because neither wanted to cause a massive disturbance. Their entire contest was decided in that single, locked punch. Within that contained space, at a microscopic level, the power they exchanged was explosive, enough to shatter a mountainside or tear a valley open. "Back off!" Nate clenched his jaw and suddenly roared like thunder. Their fists seemed like magnets, locked together.

His thunderous roar was enough to burst an ordinary martial artist's eardrums and kill them on the spot, but Andrew's hair only fluttered slightly. He was completely fine, let alone retreating. Andrew's expression remained blank as he commented, " Thunderclap Roar, the Hearst family's ultimate technique. Not bad, but that's all it is." His left and right eyes suddenly manifested two different colors: blood red and deep black. ---- Nate's expression changed as he felt a savage, dark aura enveloping his entire body.

The next moment, overwhelming power from Andrew's fist surged wildly into Nate's body, traveling all the way up to his arm. No matter how Nate forced out his internal energy to resist, it was useless. Finally, the dark aura that had invaded his body slammed violently into his heart. With a muffled grunt, Nate stepped back, gritting his teeth to hold on However, large beads of sweat began streaming down his forehead and neck. "You..." His face twisted in pain as he glared at Andrew. Nate knew that this exchange had put him at a severe disadvantage.

This seemingly ordinary confrontation, without flashy movements, was actually the most dangerous. A single misstep could permanently damage one's foundation. And now, Nate was somewhat horrified. Right from the start, he had suffered such a major loss. He wondered if Andrew had already broken through to the martial god level. Then again, Nate was someone who would not easily lose even against peak martial god experts. Otherwise, the Hearst royal ---- family would not have sent him all the way from the Hearstland to Chetvine to talk with Andrew.

There were Hearst family members stationed in Chetvine, but the Hearst royal family's main base was not in Chetvine; it was in the Hearstland. The ones here were just a portion, merely representing the Hearst family's presence. Andrew took a step forward and said, "If we keep fighting, even if you don't die, you'll fall from the martial god level!" His fist still carried overwhelming power, pouring into Nate's body. He kept pushing his opponent back another step. With this, Nate had retreated two steps.

Strictly speaking, when experts clash, victory or defeat can be decided by the slightest margin. It was obvious that Nate was already defeated. Yet despite his battered appearance, Nate was proud to the bone. He roared again, activating all his potential and gathering it into one fist to fight fiercely with Andrew The result was immediate. Andrew snorted coldly, and all the dark power within him surged ---- out. Instantly, Nate spewed blood and staggered back three steps. He even left three deep footprints on the ground.

Finally, he tilted his head back and spat a massive mouthful of blood into the air, even staining his long hair red. He looked utterly miserable. "Alright, | admit it. 'm no match for you!" Nate wiped the blood from the comer of his mouth while raising a hand painfully, signaling his surrender. He looked at Andrew with an extremely complicated gaze, tinged with faint jealousy. Then, he asked, "How exactly did you cultivate the power within your body? Among Holtrien's many schools and ancient sects, no one seems to follow a path like yours." Andrew shrugged.

"Even if | don't tell you, I'm sure you'll ask Franz afterward, so | might as well tell you. This is the dark origin power of Western vampires and werewolves. You may look lean, but you're actually a high-burst Martial God powerhouse. Unfortunately, | specialize in countering high-burst Martial Gods. Fighting violence with violence is my favorite combat style!" Nate showed a bitter smile and said, "I'm sorry about just now. ---- I'lltake my leave now and won't meddle in your affairs anymore." Andrew said indifferently, "You can go, but take my words back to the Hearstlands.

I'm not afraid of the Hearst royal family. If you have any issues with me, come at me. However, Mr. Hearst is a soldier of Holtrien, loyal to this country and its countless people. He's also an elder and friend | respect! "If the Hearst family suppresses or harms Mr. Hearst because of me, then | swear I'll annihilate your ancient bloodline!" Nate's whole body trembled violently as he finally said fearfully, " Rest assured, the Hearst royal family isn't that petty." Andrew said flatly, "Verbal guarantees are worthless to me.

Only absolute strength, the kind that makes an opponent feel despair and pain, is effective. So, get lost." Nate felt utterly humiliated and hurried away. This clash had no overwhelming spectacle, no earth-shattering destruction, and no grand scene. But those who truly understood knew that Nate had done quite well At the very least, he survived. If it had been another martial god, like Kelvin, Andrew could have destroyed his heart on the spot. "Let's go. We're heading to the Reyes residence!" Andrew returned to the car and drove off as if nothing had ---- happened.

Meanwhile, after Nate left Andrew and turned into a secluded area, he could no longer hold on. He collapsed to the ground, blood suddenly gushing from his mouth. With extraordinary willpower, he forced himself not to pass out. If he fainted now, the martial god level he had cultivated for half his life would be gone. Andrew's earlier warning was not an empty threat; he had truly threatened his life and nearly destroyed his cultivation. Trembling, he pulled out two golden pills, pain flashing across his face. In the end, he shoved them both into his mouth.

Saving his life was paramount; even the finest divine pills could not compare to his realm and his life. After regulating his breathing for a moment and stabilizing his. condition, Nate sent out two messages. The first was to the Hearst royal family; they had to know his condition, or the consequences would be dire Nate kept it brief. [He's already unbeatable. At the very least, he can't be defeated by one person alone} ---- The second message went to Guillermo. [Mr. Vazquez, forgive my incompetence. | couldn't fulfill your request.

But regarding the test you wanted, | managed to gather some information. Perhaps, besides you taking action personally, no one can handle him. Andrew's power is now in full ascent, a force that can't be stopped!] After sending these two urgent messages, Nate fled from Chetvine. He had to find a quiet place to fully recover from his injuries first. In half his lifetime, he had never suffered such a devastating loss.